Sunny Day

The weather this March has not been great. Rainy, windy, generally blah days. But today it's 13 degrees and sunny, a gorgeous spring day, and a good Friday by any definition.
The sluggish start to our paddling year continues as Louise is struggling with some small joint aches and pains. But smiles come easy on a gorgeous day like this even if you aren't feeling one hundred percent.


Today we rolled our kayaks down the hill and hit the Gorge for a little paddle. Almost immediately, the local swans swam by to check us out.


We noticed last year that the top of what we call "Cormorant Tree" had broken off. We called it that because local cormorants would sit in the tree and spread their wings to dry them. This year, we see that they've moved to another tree to dry off in.


We moved up The Gorge and paddled under the Craigflower Bridge into Portage Inlet. Take a good look, this might be one of the last pictures you'll see of the bridge as construction of the replacement begins soon. The electrical wires have already been moved and traffic detours begin next week.


We paddled by the local swans....

...who nest here every year. Maybe we'll see some baby swans in a couple of months.


Of course, we aren't the only ones hoping to see some fluffy swan babies in the future.

But today the eagle seemed content to just enjoy the sun as we paddled by.

With the tide ebbing, we didn't get too far into the other half of the inlet as the inlet shallowed out and we scraped the sandy bottom. So we turned around and let the current take us back.



Trip length: 6.82 km
YTD: 18.22 km
More pictures are here.

This is The Sea 5

At the risk of repeating myself and others, there's no one making better kayaking films than Justine Curgenven. And certainly there can't be many kayakers who travel to so many varied places, or have as much fun while doing it. Perhaps that's her secret as a film-maker; she's so effective at showing the joys of her kayaking adventures in her films, but also doesn't shy away from the emotional toll when things go wrong either.
Her latest collection, This is The Sea 5, has just been released and should be on every paddler's "must see" list. The eight films are divided evenly between shorter kayaker profiles, and longer expedition pieces. Of the shorter pieces, I really enjoyed the feature on Harry Whelan surfing ferry wakes along the Thames -- what a cool idea! But for me, the highlight is always the expedition films, and there are some great ones featured here, from the beginning legs of Sarah Outen's attempt to circle the world on human power, to Justine and Barry Shaw circumnavigating Sardinia. The highlights are Justine's and Barry's attempt to paddle around the remote island of Tierra del Fuego, a wonderfully told story that is at times as disheartening as it is triumphant. But perhaps the gem of the DVD is a kayaking tour around some volcanic islands in Sicily which is one of the best touring films I've seen in awhile, a great blend of kayaking and sight-seeing, with an ample helping of Sicilian culture.
Run, don't walk, to the website and order this dvd. Watch it, and rediscover why you fell in love with kayaking in the first place.

South Solo

Three years ago, Hayley Shephard set out on an expedition to paddle solo around South Georgia Island, a remote island in the south Atlantic. Looked at strictly as an expedition, one could make the case that it was an abject failure. A serious injury to a crew member of her support vessel almost scuttled the paddle before it began, and the delay while a replacement was found left Hayley with a reduced weather window. Her primary kayak was smashed up during delivery. Held up by high winds, she was unable to complete her circumnavigation before she had to fly home, and she completed only about one-third of of her expected distance.
But, as the old Rush lyric goes, “the point of the journey is not to arrive,” and the point of Hayley’s journey was to publicize the plight of the albatross. In her book South Solo: Kayaking to Save the Albatross, Hayley describes how endangered species of albatross are struggling to survive as increased fishing takes its toll on them as they fatally strike hooked bait fish on longlines, and as we continue to poison our oceans...and theirs.
In her book, Hayley takes us through her expedition planning, her travel to the south Atlantic, and the tribulations that almost scuttled the whole expedition before it began. But it’s her encounters with the South Georgia wildlife during her truncated sojourn that stand out for me, as she wonderfully describes encounters with penguins, seals, and, of course, albatross. (And the book has some terrific colour pictures, something I wish more kayaking books would have. But I digress.)

Brooks Point Regional Park

Just received another press release from Laurie Sthamann  at the Capitol Regional District Parks branch. It's good news -- through a lot of hard work and generosity by several people and groups, CRD Parks has been able to afford the costs associated with adding land to Brooks Point Regional Park on Pender Island! Kayakers rejoice at oceanfront park land!


Media Release
For Immediate Release
March 18, 2013

CRD Partners with Pender Community on Lands for Brooks Point Regional Park

Victoria, BC - The Capital Regional District is entering into a contribution agreement with the Pender Islands Conservancy Association (PICA) to retain and protect a parcel of land at Brooks Point Regional Park.
In 2010, the CRD purchased 1.17 hectares of land to complete Brooks Point Regional Park on South Pender Island. The CRD borrowed $1,650,000 to purchase the land, and has been working with the Pender community to explore options to recover all or a portion of the net purchase cost of the property.
“The CRD is now able to retain the entire parcel thanks to the fundraising efforts of PICA, and others such as The Land Conservancy of BC, Poets Cove Resort and
Purdy’s Chocolates,” said CRD Regional Parks Committee Chair Susan Brice. “This parcel of land has been high on the CRD Regional Parks’ priority list to join two park segments separated by private property.”

"PICA's commitment to raise $150,000 with support from conservation partners, in addition to the $152,000 raised to date with strong community support, ensures that Brooks Point Regional Park will be saved in its entirety for future generations," said Monica Petrie, co-chair PICA Brooks Point Completion Committee.
"I am particularly proud of the effort that PICA and the Pender community have put into this effort to conserve Brooks Point,” said Director Dave Howe, Electoral Area Director for the Southern Gulf Islands. “This project exemplifies a strong community relationship between the non-profits and for profits on the island.”

The Land Conservancy of British Columbia (TLC) is contributing funds over four years to the CRD to pay for the $124,550 in interest costs that the CRD incurs in borrowing funds to acquire land. Through their Chocolate Lily Package, Poets Cove Resort along with Purdy’s Chocolate raised $20,000 towards the acquisition.
The CRD, TLC, Pender community, Nature Conservancy of Canada, Habitat Acquisition Trust and Islands Trust Funds participated in a fundraising campaign to purchase the original 4.8 hectares, including Gowlland Point, in 1998 and 2000. The Brooks family also donated a parcel of land valued at $225,000.

Brooks Point Regional Park is an oceanfront park featuring an intertidal rocky shore and beach, meadows with exceptional displays of Chocolate Lilies and commanding views of Boundary Pass and the San Juan Islands. It contains nationally endangered Sharp- tailed Snakes and rare ecosystems including a small Garry Oak stand, coastal grasslands and coastal bluffs.

For further information, please contact:
Laurie Sthamann, Communications Coordinator
CRD Regional Parks
Tel: 250.360.3332 | cell: 250.889.8030
lsthamann@crd.bc.ca
www.crd.bc.ca/parks

Navigate With Something More Than Google Maps!

Now that anyone with a computer is "living at the Library" it's easy as pie to get maps and charts for pretty much anywhere. Well, maybe not easy as pie, but do-able.
Here's a reminder that when you're planning a kayaking or canoeing trip, try to get more information than you can find at Google Maps. Look up a canoeing guide, or a kayaking blog. What do the yacht enthusiasts and fishermen have to say about the area where you want to go? Find some maps and charts designed to be used by small boaters. I'm not dissing Google Maps or Mapquest... it can be very handy to look at road maps and satellite photos online. I'm just saying that the best preparation comes from combining online maps & photos with paper maps and local knowledge.
Printed maps have details on them that are meant to communicate more than just where the roads go or which way the rivers run. If you've never taken a map-reading class, pony up for one at a recreation centre or a paddling festival. Yes, I mean that if you have to pay for the class, pony up, cuz it's worth it. There's heaps of knowledge on every chart and map at the public library. The bicycling map for Greater Victoria has details of interest for paddlers too, such as which roads have steep hills... that's something to think about when one is pulling a kayak along on wheels.
Before I paddled down the Red Deer River last year, I'd read several trip reports from paddling clubs in Alberta and across Canada, like Paddle Alberta. I didn't just stick to reports on that particular stretch of that particular river, either... which is how I noticed the many occasions on which rivers rise suddenly following or during rainstorms. Every night I slept on the riverbank I lugged my gear above the summer high water mark, and made note of where the winter high water mark lay along that particular shore. At one site, a cabin owner had marked the high water point with a hand-lettered sign. I took care to lift my kayak to an inconvenient but necessary height above the river each evening, and tie this light inflatable to a tree even when this meant connecting my throw bag, bow painter and a bungee to stretch the distance; that night, the kayak looked like a dog pulling on a very long leash. Results paid off immediately, as each night the rain poured down in thundershowers, but I never had to venture out in a downpour to move my kayak or tent. I'm a flatwater paddler most of the time, on seashores and lakes -- it was reading forum notes from river kayakers and canoeists that reminded me to do these simple preparations in an effort to be prepared for flash floods.
As well, I didn't rely only on anecdotal reports from one-time noodlers. I bought a map through Mountain Equipment Co-op, and had it laminated at the local copy shop. This map was made by Mark Lund, and it was worth any price. Go to Paddle Alberta's page here, and scroll down to see if Mark has made a map for a river you plan to paddle; with 60 trip reports, he just might. Heck, if you're looking for a good armchair read for vicarious paddling, pick up a copy of his book Mark's Guide For Alberta Paddlers, which has all those trips in it. It'll fill you in on details for trip planning, for camping in general, and for understanding why it's so important to know what those wiggly lines mean on a map or chart.
By the time I actually set up my inflatable on the riverbank and said goodbye to my ground crew (thanks Lila and Sapphira!) I had been jonesing for this trip for over three years. I was also confident that Mark Lund knew what he was saying when he called this portion of the river a safe trip for a paddler with almost no whitewater experience, as there was no whitewater. There was one riffle, not even a Class 1 rapid, which scared the snot out of me but was exactly where it was marked on the map, and was exactly the conditions the trip reports said it would be.
In spite of all the preparations, I was one small paddler in a small boat, alone on a stretch of the river that I had seen only on satellite photos. That laminated map was bungeed firmly to my boat. You can't always rely on online maps and satellite photos, as I knew well from calling up my home location on Vancouver Island, and noting how some of the islands offshore are simply not there on the online maps. Whole islands disappear -- islands I've seen or been to -- for one reason or another.
As well, there are islands on maps which simply aren't there in real life. The SPOT website people posted a little note about this phenomenon the other day, noting that Sandy Island, in the South Pacific, has been taken off the maps as it apparently never existed. Check out this link to learn more.
Islands that don't exist get onto maps for any of several reasons. Mirages, bad chart-making, mistaken log entries by bad navigators -- these are only a few causes for imaginary islands to appear on maps. But maps without existing islands? Other things are going on.
Any one map, particularly a commercial map for businesses or a reference map, has at least one artifact that is not accurate; these artifacts are made so that the person who owns the copyright for the map can prove in court that someone else is selling copies of a proprietary design. "Look, here's Blahblah Crescent drawn as a cul-de-sac with a turnaround. There is no BlahBlah Crescent at that spot, it's an undeveloped road allowance between two vacant lots in an industrial park!" These little fake details are carefully put in places so they won't be dangerous for people reading the map.
That's part of why you'll see on many road maps the notation: Do Not Use For Navigation At Sea. A car driver needs to see two islands in a bay only as rocky lumps barely visible from a road winding around a bay past buildings and tall trees. A kayaker needs to know that there are two islands and a reef barely underwater at low tide, where the current which is minimal elsewhere in the bay can suddenly rise to make standing waves over the reef.
On the other hand, when Bernie rented a kayak in downtown Toronto and paddled across the harbour to the Toronto Islands, the rental store gave him a paper placemat to use for a map. It was sufficient for their purposes, when combined with local knowledge and particularly the advice to stay inside the islands and out of the way of sailboats. No better map was needed in that place. Bottom line: there's information available in lots of media to help us have a good time on the water.

Joseph McLean in Howe Sound

One of the real treasures about living here on the West Coast is going out in small boats with a variety of friends. One day, Bernie and I took a very small ferry from Gibsons Landing to a nearby island, hiked around with Joseph and Katie, and stood on the shore to watch slack-jawed as All The Coots In The World surfaced in the bay in one massive flotilla. 
Today, our friend Joseph posted his photo from March 13 2011 and a thoughtful comment to caption it:

Coastal cross-section, along the edge of Howe Sound. How many of these bays and coves fill our shores, with their rocks and bluffs and weathered trees? How many have I floated past, by ferry, canoe, kayak, or sail? And how precious few have I actually landed at, scrambled quickly ashore in that strange transition from water to land, to experience and explore on my own? Just a fraction of a percent in all this wild coast, this great mystery of a landscape. May it always be like this, charted and borrowed but never fully solved, raw and pure and free.

You can read more about and by Joseph and see some of his photographs at his website.

Ocean River Gear Up Sale

If it's March in Victoria, it must be time for another Ocean River Gear Up sale. Twice yearly, Ocean River takes over the parking lot across the street from the store for a big sale. Usually, the weather cooperates, but not today, a miserable and blustery day.
I'm not sure how much Louise's umbrella helped.


We bumped into Mark and Robyn, and Mark clearly had the look of someone who was adding another boat to his fleet.


We all checked out the new Delta 15s and chatted with the Delta rep.

The 15s has a bunch of new features, including a new seat and hatch covers, and we were pleased to learn that these updated designs were going to be carried over into the other boats in their fleet as their kayak line gets refreshed over the next couple of years.

The showers continued to pour down and the wind came up, and most people took cover under the merchandise tents, leaving the kayaks alone in the rain.

We were ready to pack it in when a familiar voice called out, our buddy Mark Hall, now with Kayak Distribution, who deal in Boréal Design, Tahe Marine, Zegul and Riot kayaks.

He invited us to take shelter in his trailer, where we spent a while catching up and avoiding the storm outside.
We managed to escape without the sale without spending a cent, although we did walk away with Boréal Design hats and t-shirts. Thanks, Mark!

Registration Open For 2013 Pacific Paddling Symposium

Registration has opened for the first (and hopefully) annual Pacific Paddling Symposium. Set for May 31 - June 2, it promises to be a terrific weekend on the west coast just outside Victoria with nearly two dozen coaches, including Dubside and Ginni Callahan, as well as local coaches such Alex Mathews, Gary Doran, Micheal Pardy, and Mike Jackson. Check out the schedule, and register here.

March 27 addendum: Annnnd it's sold out!

Baby Seal Hitches a Ride in a Kayak

When a diver in California surfaced and began loading his gear back into his kayak, he soon found that he had an unlikely but persistent passenger: a baby seal. Check out the video embedded below:

Still More To Catch Up On, and Floating Garbage

Another "no paddling" day even though the weather is spring-ish (well, it sure aint winter here) and no wind. By noon, we had done three errands -- gone to the nursing home to see my Dad, borrowed Mom's car to bring over a sturdy little table for Dad, and then Bernie went back to bring Dad's magnifying reader to put on the table -- and then, after Bernie carried the hernia-making reader (like a microfiche reader) he trotted off for the bus to visit Marlene in hospital. Sad to report that one of our paddlers, Marlene, is now in hospital again, this time with a newly-repaired broken thigh. Her role in paddle outings this summer is likely to be limited to ground crew and SPOT message receiver. It'll be kind of hard to fit a thigh cast into any kayak cockpit, but maybe she'll be towed along in the red Pamlico or ride up front on the sit-on-top inflatable StraitEdge2 double...

A rare example of floating couch photographed by John -- not Marlene's summer kayaking gear!

Still thinking positive kayaking thoughts about making the world a better place for small boats. With that in mind, I ask: Did you see any trash in the water the last time you took out the kayaks for a quick circuit of the lake? We did, and collected a few beer cans that were drifting. How about trash in the ocean? That trash isn't as easy to tag as the fault of "yesterday's lazy drunk person" because some trash floats a long, loooooong way from whereever it was discarded. Some trash is just bewildering, other stuff has names and addresses on it. Would sure love to make whoever dropped this couch in the Gorge haul it to the dump!
Some trash from the Japanese Tsunami is making its way to our shores here on Vancouver Island, but we've got to keep that trash in perspective, as local cartoonist Raeside shows in his recent drawing.

Thanks to Raeside for his always-insightful editorial cartoons!

Keep in mind that it's a good idea for us small boaters to pick up some of the most troublesome floating garbage, carefully, and to participate in local clean-up events for local waterways. Some kayak rental places will give paddlers a free garbage bag to take along, and if the paddlers return with a full trash bag the rental bill is half price. Small efforts pay off a little at a time, and so does keeping in touch with the local governments' programs for landfills and other waste disposal.

Loving that SPOT

Just another reminder how much I love having a SPOT clipped to my life jacket. Every time I go out in my kayak, I can call for help if needed, or call friends for a ride cuz I had some problems, or do what I do so far: tell my friends that I'm OK out on the water or hiking right here! Sure, most of the places I go are the same few places, but it's still nice to have. It was even better to have when I paddled down the Red Deer River -- go to this link and scroll down to see the maps I made with the SPOT OK messages. And my dad doesn't worry about me being on the water the way he worried before I got the SPOT. Dad's got enough to do since his stroke; he doesn't need to worry about me.

This image shows the new model of SPOT device, with the cover for the SOS button moved aside.

Today I read another news article about people being saved because of using SPOT alerts. This time, the article was from NunatsiaqOnline, quoting a message delivered March 11 in the Nunavut legislature by Lorne Kusugak, minister of Community and Government Affairs. During 2012, 53 people were found by Search and Rescue in Nunavut because they had called for help with a SPOT. Check it out here.

Googling Kayak Trip

Sorry not to be posting on the blog as frequently this month. My excuses are that between getting my master's essay to my supervisor and visiting Dad at the nursing home, any spare time gets spent on the water rather than at the blog. But I'm jonesing for writing about kayaking, and for seeing more of John's latest photos.
Got a fun note from our friend Ken Ames, who is more of a car collector than a kayak collector, but still came up with this kayaking reference. (Hey, anyone who owns more cars than I have kayaks is one humdinger of a collector... just sayin'.)
Ken was trying to figure out how far apart San Francisco and Hawai'i really are, when he put the question out on a couple of common websites. The result? Ken reports that:
"Streets-andTrips will give the as-the-crow-flies/great-circle-distance between one point and another.
"maps.google tries to go by road instead so in trying to figure the distance from San Francisco to Honolulu it sent me by road to Seattle and then gave instruction 22 in the attached photo."

A fascinating instruction from Google Maps. At least it does include the note that the kayaking leg of the trip would be 2,756 miles. Well spotted, Ken!
 

Motorised Submersible Canoes

Ever wanted to fly your kayak underwater? British Special Ops in World War II did just that using Motorised Submersible Canoes, or MSCs. Nicknamed the Sleeping Beauty, it could dive about 15 metres, had a cruising speed of about 3 knots, and a range around 65 km. Although difficult to control, during the war it was used by British, Australian and New Zealand forces, and one was was tested by the US.

Tofino Orcas with Surfers

Catch the latest YouTube video taken by Adam Chilton near Tofino, BC -- that's up-Island from us -- showing a pod of transient orcas just outside the line of surf. Also visible are many sea lions darting away from the orcas, and several surfers who look wary.

Paddle - A Long Way Around Ireland

There's not a lot of the Sturm und Drang that sometimes populates kayaking books in Jasper Winn's Paddle, a memoir of his solo paddle around Ireland.
While he does describe a few hair-raising paddling incidents that threatened to end his journey prematurely, he often entertains the reader with stories of his nightly bar-hopping with the enchanting residents of coastal Ireland, a tale he spins seemingly effortlessly. A terrific book that any paddler will enjoy.

Unexpected Visitors

Louise and I are struggling to get into paddling after our long lay-off over the fall and winter. But one thing guaranteed to help get a person back into paddling shape is to get out and, you know, paddle.

This morning, we had a bit of free time so we rolled the kayaks down the hill and put in for a quickie up The Gorge.

The air still has a bit of a bit of a chill to it, and some rain and wind is due in tomorrow, but the morning sun was bright and warm as it heralded the arrival of spring. Soon. We hope.

As we headed out, this paddled by. I may be mistaken, but it sure looks like a hollowed-out log. If it isn't, it's sure built to look like one. We did not get a chance to ask the paddler about it, alas.


With the current not looking too bad, we decided to paddle under the Tillicum Bridge.

There was a slight current going under, but a few moments later when we turned to go back, the current's speed had increased substantially. It wasn't enough to be a concern or worry that we couldn't return, but it was a bit of a workout, and another reminder that conditions on the water do not remain static.

Across The Gorge from our launch point, we spotted a pair of swans hanging out with some ducks. I've been noticing this pair hanging out here for a few weeks now and I'm hoping that they're going to nest in the area. They didn't pay us much attention as we paddled by.


This merganser didn't pay us much attention either.


Paddling up The Gorge, we approached the bridge at Admirals Road. (The road across the bridge is Admirals Road, but the bridge is called Craigflower bridge. Go figure.) Take a good look at the bridge -- by this time next year it will be replaced by a brand new bridge. Construction is slated to start in July and in addition to causing traffic chaos in the neighbourhood, it may put a kink in any summer paddles into Portage Inlet.


But we had no such worries today. We passed under the bridge into the inlet, avoiding the lines of the few herring fishermen aligned along the bridge's railings.


We weren't having a comfortable paddle. We'd forgotten one of our cardinal rules, which is "No eggs for breakfast on a paddling day!" The eggs, although delicious, were putting in a repeat performance. Not so yummy the second time. I was also feeling stiff and sore in the boat today. Just one of those paddles when you and the boat aren't communicating very well.
We checked out the Portage Inlet swans at their usual spot....

...as well as a duck that paddled by.


With both of us feeling a little off, we headed back to our launch point.


As we landed and began packing, I looked up and saw that the first two swans we had encountered at the start of our paddle had swam across The Gorge to check us out. "Turn around," I said to Louise.

These two were clearly very tame and it seemed like they were begging us for food. One of them was making a chirping-like noise.

They hung around with us for a good ten minutes. Every time I grabbed my camera dry bag, they moved in closer hoping that I was digging out something for them to eat. Finally they realized we had nothing for them, and they continued on their way. And we prepared to push our kayaks up the hill.



Trip length: 7.21 km
YTD: 11.40 km
More pictures are here.

The Camera I - A Dance With Dragons

Yesterday, Louise and I headed down to Chinatown to watch the Lion Dance ring in Chinese New Year. (I've shot in Chinatown before, but it was a little darker then.) Victoria's Chinatown is the oldest in Canada, and second oldest in North America.


It was pretty crowded. I'm terrible at estimating crowds, but I'd have to guess there were a couple of thousand people. Fortunately, there were no injuries, except for this poor kid who was carried off by a stone lion.


Some people would do anything to get a good view.


Then the lions started dancing....

...accompanied by a pair of dragons.






After the main ceremony concluded, Louise and I met up with a friend and ducked into QV Bakery for a quick bite, as we weren't done with the lions yet. A lion visited each building in the area and danced in the doorway. As it danced, some lettuce was offered to it. You can see a small box hanging down from the door hinge.

The lion would eat the lettuce, then spit it back up in the doorway, which is supposed to bring good luck.


Gung Hay Fat Choy! Happy New Year!

Kayak Rescued Off Central Vancouver Island

A kayaker off central Vancouver Island was rescued yesterday after getting dumped in to Johnstone Strait. He ended up in the water north of Kelsey Bay near Campbell River, and activated his SPOT satellite global positioning system about 2 PM. His distress call was relayed to local RCMP and despite the fact that he was was being swept away in strong currents, he was picked up an hour later by a local tugboat. He was suffering from mild hypothermia.
Local rescue officials give credit to the SPOT beacon for the timely rescue.
We at Kayak Yak always take our SPOTs with us when we venture out on the waves.

What It Takes

What it takes to get me on the water? Not much. Not much at all. I live a few hundred steps from the high tide line of the nearest beach. One of my kayaks is an inflatable that weighs about twenty-five pounds when loaded with safety gear and paddle. And yeah, anyone who can say "one of my kayaks" has a lot of ways and reasons for getting on the water. The weather is generally good enough around here that even in winter I can get out in a kayak two or three times a week, at various times of day to boot.
What it takes to keep me off the water? A lot more.
Going to grad school full-time didn't do it -- I was getting out in a boat two or three times a week till recently. Having a bad cold or 'flu has done it in the past, for three weeks at a time, but so far this year I've dodged that bullet. Having a book or two to write as well as my assignments didn't do it.
I'm not happy to report that we now know what it takes to keep me off the water. It's an hour-long commute to the hospital to see my dad, some time spent visiting him, and the hour-long commute back. In the Neuro ward where my dad is recovering from a couple of strokes, I am The Cheerful Visitor as opposed to my mom who chivvies him to exercise and practise talking, or instead of Bernie or my brother who are The Guys Who Visit.
My kayaking is down to once a week. And yeah, I know that's all that most people with full-time jobs can do cuz they don't live at the beach. Instead of doing another lap on my outdoor treadmill (four klicks to Flower Island and back in an hour -- that's Freya's pace, y'know... tho she does it crossing the Gulf of Carpenteria in a sea kayak and I do it noodling along a rocky shore in a rec playboat) I'm doing all my reading on the bus. And knitting. Made ten pairs of fingerless mitts in the last six weeks. Whoopie ding dong.
Next week I'm going up to Cowichan Bay with Bernie and a kayak or two. Shall come back at the end of the day with new stories to tell my dad as The Cheerful Visitor, who chatters about kayaking and studying and what's in the news. Bring it on!